Chapter 1239 (1/2)
Don't ask why ancient wind has such confidence in his own strength, but he wants to see if he can really do it and combine these three spirit arrays.
In the next few days, ancient customs and Mo Wen also joined in the production of array symbols. Both of them made four grade array runes, but the speed was no worse than that of the remaining dozen linglunfeng disciples.
The disciples of linglunfeng looked at each other and finally could only accept such a shocking fact. He is also a four grade spirit array master, but the gap between them is reflected in the making of array symbols this time.
”Younger martial brother Gufeng is really good. Although he is only a master of the four grade spirit array, his understanding of the spirit array is far inferior to that of some five grade spirit arrays.” Mo asked, looking at Gufeng, he said with some emotion.
He himself is a master of the five product spirit array. In addition, he understands the heart of the array, so it's a lot easier to make the four product spirit array. However, the ancient style is just a four product spirit array. Although the power of the divine soul is surprisingly strong, it is only a four product spirit array in the final analysis. But even so, his understanding of the four product spirit array was somewhat unexpected. He believed that as long as the ancient style became the master of the five grade spirit array, he could only be willing to bow down.
”The people who can make Liu mubai value are really extraordinary.” when the others heard Mo's words, they were surprised to see the ancient style. They are all from Zhongzhou. They are the younger generation coming out of the big forces. Although they are not the most contacted figures of their respective forces, they are also Tianjiao. They have their own pride in their hearts. If it were not for Liu mubai's origin and strong strength, they would not make friends with him, even led by him. Therefore, Mo Wen is so impressed with the ancient style, which shows the particularity of the ancient style.
”It's far worse than asking brother mo.” Gu Feng smiled and said.
”Whew”
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Just as everyone was chatting like this, there were voices breaking the sky in the distance. The spirit array here has long been removed by the ancient wind, so the shadow in the distance can see here clearly.
A Taoist shadow fell. These are the disciples of Immortal Dragon's gate.
In a short period of time, more than 500 people have gathered here. All these are immortal Longmen disciples who came from all over the place after learning the news.
However, the faces of these disciples are a little pale, even some of them have nine levels of martial arts cultivation. After all, their opponents are too strong. A ghost ghost sect is much more powerful than their immortal dragon's gate. In addition to a shadow hunter organization that makes the whole continent headache, there is only one way waiting for their immortal dragon's gate, which was completely annihilated here.
With their current strength, if they want to shake it, it is undoubtedly an egg against a stone.
”People are due,” said Zhuo Yiyi, looking at the disciples. All the disciples they sent have returned.
”Not yet.” Gu Feng shook his head.
”Roar”
A low roar sounded. In the distant sky, there was a golden light stepping into the air, and a fierce breath swept through. The breath was powerful and powerful, making everyone feel a strong sense of oppression.